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As Blake started yelling, Yang cocked Ember Celica, almost accidentally discharging it straight at Blake as it fired, creating a dent in the floor from the dust bullet. Slowly removing her clothes, Yang sat down, placing her bare feet at Blake, slowly starting to touch herself.

"Now, I'll tell you again. Lick. My. Feet." Yang ordered, her own fingering getting faster as Blake obliged, the barrel of Yang's weapon still focused on her, of course.

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